Chapter Forty-Seven: The Demon Silver Hand Fights Luo Yanbu

"Magic Silver Hand"

These three words slowly spit out from Doctor Mo's mouth, and this deep voice seemed to come from outside the sky, with incredible magical power, which made Han Li couldn't help but be stunned and stopped moving forward.

As soon as the words fell, Doctor Mo's body suddenly erupted, a fierce aura that rushed to the sky, this momentum was like a violent wind, blowing bigger and bigger, and spreading out to all sides, filling the entire hut.

And Han Li, who was walking over, was rushed head-on by this sudden violent momentum, and he took several steps backwards for the persecuted Lian before he could stabilize his body and stand still.

Han Li's face couldn't help but change drastically, and he was shocked in his heart, knowing that the other party might have come up with a real trick to deal with him, it seemed that the sword just now gave him a lot of stimulation.

"Hehe, boy, you are lucky to see the old man's famous stunt magic silver hand. ”

Doctor Mo's deafening arrogant voice buzzed in Han Li's ears, but fortunately, there was no internal force, so the impact was not great, and it seemed that the other party disdained to use the failed method to deal with him again, which made him feel at ease.

However, hearing Doctor Mo proudly mention the name "Demon Silver Hand" twice in a row, Han Li couldn't help but look at the other party's hands.

This look filled Han Li's eyes with a look of shock, and his originally closed lips couldn't help but open slightly.

I saw that Doctor Mo's hands, from his elbows upwards, his originally thin arms, suddenly seemed to be full of air, and they swelled up out of thin air, more than the original thicker circle. What's even more surprising is that the originally dry yellow skin has now turned silvery-white, reflecting a cold metallic luster under the sunlight, which seems to be indestructible, as if it was made of real silver.

"This is the real strength of Doctor Mo?"

Seeing this, Han Li's heart sank, and the single hand that was holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but break out in a fine cold sweat, making his palms become extremely wet, after all, he had too little experience in fighting people, just with the great change in the opponent's momentum and the evil of his hands, he felt that even his breath was a lot heavier.

However, Han Li still returned to his casual appearance on the surface, his calm face did not show the slightest weakness of heart, and he seemed to ignore Doctor Mo's arrogant expression.

Doctor Mo was a little unhappy, although he was impressed with Han Li, he still felt that it was really a bit overkill to use a pressure box against a teenager, and he felt like he was using a knife to kill chickens, so he hoped to see Han Li's frightened and helpless appearance, which was worthy of his might.

"Do you know that I hate you like this, a milky little hairy child, who pretends to be confident and everything is under your control all day long. Doctor Mo said coldly, undisguised his hatred for Han Li.

"Oh, is it, it is my honor to be disgusted by our Mo Lao, and I think that in the future, I will continue to carry forward this advantage. Han Li was no longer silent, and countered with sarcastic words, hoping to make the other party show some flaws in his words.

However, it was clear that Han Li's attempt had not been realized, and Doctor Mo did not continue to speak, but slammed his hands and slapped each other, making a noise of metal rubbing, which made people feel uneasy.

Then, his body flickered, and the person was already in mid-air, waving his silver giant palm, and the whole person turned into a violent wind, and with the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming peak, he rushed straight towards Han Li.

It seemed that he didn't intend to grind any further, but wanted to rely on his divine skills to take down Han Li in one fell swoop.

Han Li's expression also became solemn, staring intently at the opponent's approach, and seeing that the opponent had jumped above his head, he raised his short sword and plunged it straight into the opponent's must-save place, the throat.

Seeing that Han Li was so supportive that he didn't avoid his tough attack, Doctor Mo couldn't help but be happy in his heart, and said with a cruel smile: "Go die!" Then, he took out one of his silver hands, grabbed Han Li's short sword naked, and aimed the other hand at his shoulder and slashed down.

However, the palm he took towards Han Li's shoulder looked imposing, but in fact, it only used half of his strength, and compared to the cruel words released from his mouth, it didn't match at all at all, but he was afraid that he would seriously injure Han Li, and he didn't know what the mystery was.

Han Li naturally didn't know what was in it, but even if he knew the truth, he wouldn't use his own flesh and blood to test the hardness of the opponent's palm, only to see that his wrist holding the sword shook slightly, and the short sword in his hand suddenly turned sideways, and was danced into a small silver group, protecting his upper body.

The corners of Doctor Mo's mouth showed a mocking look, but the castration of the two palms remained unchanged, and he snatched into the sword light one after another, without the slightest idea of avoiding it.

With a crisp sound of the "bell", Han Li's short sword slashed into the silver giant palm, splashing a few traces of sparks, not only did it not hurt the opponent's fur, but it was bounced upside down.

Doctor Mo took this opportunity to flip his palm, stretched out a finger, and flicked it lightly on the blade that had not had time to retract, Han Li felt that the tiger's mouth was hot, and the thing in his hand "swished" and flew out diagonally, without any nostalgia at all, and flew deep into the wall.

The other silver hand that followed behind also suddenly changed its palm into a claw, grabbing at Han Li's pipa bone, trying to seal his ability to move and capture Han Li alive.

Seeing that his form had taken a turn for the worse and he was already in a deep danger, Han Li didn't show any sense of panic, his shoulders shook slightly, and his whole person blurred all of a sudden, and under Doctor Mo's nose, he turned into a wisp of light smoke and rushed straight ahead.

Doctor Mo was also surprised to see this ghostly form, but he took advantage of the falling momentum to turn his hands into a thick screen, enveloping all the light smoke under it, without the slightest intention of letting Han Li go.

But this smoke and dust was really evil, it suddenly swept around, and at an unimaginably strange angle, it infiltrated out from under the screen alive, and then made a sharp turn, running to the corner of the room on the left side of Doctor Mo, before it stopped, and gradually became clear, revealing Han Li's true face.